Dooters Rejoice for I’ve found a word,
Something strange, yet considered now heard.
Its been three hundred and seventy years,
since the Reformation ended with all those tears.
Australian rejoice for it is our time,
To create an understandings that southerners can rhyme.
We down under can doubt of death,
embrace reincarnation unlike the rest.
Singing in stralia bar by bar,
well go far, yeah ra ra ra.
Dooters boys are here to stay,
Get ready to respect our bay.
All the mourning and strikes should stop,
As everyone gets a chance to pop.
We doubters of death are an eccentric lot,
Always trying to improve our plot.
Why not listen and grab a spot,
Then just walk out wheather you like it or not.
Doot!